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Ciara Lexie Jones... Fifteen years old. I'm orginially from England but moved to Virginia earlier this year. I love dancing and cheerleading. :)

Wednesday, October 14, 2009


Damn, me and Renee shouldn't be left in American Lit. allowed to whatever we like on the computers because we've 'finished the work' and 'have no work to catch up on'. Haha. Taking pictures, writing our blogs and distracting everyone around us. I love the way we have American Lit together and in the computer rooms instead of the normal classrooms. Oh and we have Macs. Have I ever mentioned that I love it in America . Haha.
Man, I wish Zara was here. She'd also love it. Because whenever I say I love America every one's like what?! Weirdos. :)

Haha, Renee actually makes me laugh too much. She's trying to do a British accent, but it's not working. She sounds like she's from Manchester instead of London. She doesn't quite get the knack of saying 'larf' and 'grarss'. Haha. And now she's 'waving like the Queen'. Honestly.

Oh myyy. Omari just gave me some massive shock my screaming in my ear. People these days! This class is like a jungle. Haha. Playtime at the zoo.
Right going to take more pictures now. Have fun looking at these ugly ones of me and Renee. :)

Cici, x

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

overseas phone calls :)

Man, I'm in such a better mood today. :) I've decided I'm not gonn'a let my Mom get to me.

So yesterday we had the day of, because we're cool. And so did the rest of the county. But you know. So I went to the mall with the girls, it was pretty awesome actually. Even if I did spend way too much. But I bought a dress for the Halloween Ball, so that's all good. :) Not saying what I'm going as though.

I then got home and Max had bought a phone card so we could call Zara. And we had lovely chat. And she made me laugh so hard that I started crying haha! We ended up playing the word assosiation game over the phone...yes, we're very cool kids. And then it was like: "white, black, Michael Jackson, peadophile". Which I found absolutely halaious because it came so natuarally from Zara. Haha. This is why I miss my baby sister. We then told each other everything that was happening. And then had our usual conversation about Chris Brown and Trey Songz. Yum.

My dad decided to take a picture of me on the phone because apparently I make stupid faces while I'm talking. So, that's the picture above. Yeah, it's disgusting.

I then had Briana round for a sleepover because...I can't remember why. But yeah, and we got no sleep what so ever. And we were shattered in school. I fell asleep in Lab today and I'm stuck in detention tomorrow. My second detention in American school, which is very good for me. ;)

I also had Health Class today, free condoms all round.

And I had Performing Arts, which was awesome. It's my favourite lesson. Dance all lesson, it's like Gym. But always dancing. With the bit of acting. :) But it was too much effort, due to the fact I got no sleep. Haha. Me and Bri just shouldn't have sleepovers, we talk way too much.

And then I got a random slap on the ass on the when I got of the bus from school by some random man. I don't know whether it was someone of the bus doing it as a joke or some old man. If it was an old man I would have slapped him...unlike Zara getting of with him. Haha. Nah, she's not weird like that, she had a very good reason.

Cici, x

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Down, down, down.

I haven't posted anything in a week. Woa. But I've been pretty busy. I had a dance competition on Thursday and I've been rehearsing with the crew all week. And it paid of because we got through to the semi finals. :) And then we had a little celebratory party last night, and all 8 of us slept over at Andre's. Not that we actually slept. And now I'm seriously tired. But I haven't been able to sleep because I have way too much on my mind. Urgh.

So, I got in from Andre's two hours ago and my Dad said that my Mom had phoned. She lives in England and has no interest in me and my brother what so ever, so I had no clue what she phoned for. But anyway, I phoned her back. And she started shouting down the phone at me how I'm a bad daughter. I was so confused. And actually still am. It's something to do with my step-sister getting pregnant at 16. I don't know what I have to do with it.

I mean, my step-sister isn't really my step-sister because I'm not related to her. She's my step-dad's daughter, not my Mom's. If that makes any sense. But apparently it's my fault because I wasn't there to be 'friends' with her. Just because we got along and then I moved doesn't mean I'm the reason she's pregnant. Seriously, I think my Mom has problems.

And then she said that she wishes that me and my brother weren't her kids. Which made me cry. And then I started to miss everyone back home, loads. Especially Zara because she's the one I could go to for advice and someone to tell everything like this to. I know I've got friends here I can tell everything to, but she was like my little sister.

And now I'm seriously down. Ruined my weekend.

I wish she never phoned.


Cici, x

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Too damn early.

Man, I woke up too damn early today. Seven o'clock on a Saturday morning. :\ Oh well.
It's now 10:35. And I'm off to the mall with the girls later. :)

My brother just walked in. Damn, he must of had some big night last night. ;) Oh, ew. Ew. Ew. At least he didn't come home krunk or anything. Haha, my dad would have flipped. Luckily for my dad, over here the legal drinking age is 18, whereas in England it's 16. So we would be getting pissed from 16. Well earlier, but you know. ;)

I was so bored this morning that I started my assignment and done some homework, like a good girl. I usually do it last minute. But I'm good really. Well, better than I was in England. I thought a whole new start called for a whole new me. And I'm happy with it. :)

Anyway, I need to get dressed.

Cici, x

Friday, September 25, 2009

Having a twin is a weird thing.

I'm actually meant to be at my friends right now, but my brother(twin brother, that's how this blog came to mind) took years in the bathroom and by the time he got out my dad left to go to WalMart. So, now I have to wait till he gets back. And write a third blog in one day. Damn.

So, this is actually what I wanted to write about. Just think that I've started all over again...even if I haven't.

If you haven't guessed by now, I have a twin brother. He has the same birthday as me. And the same dad. And the same mom. And the same erm, step-mom. :) Yeah.

I just thought how it's actually quite weird to have a twin brother...or sister. It's somewhere your automatically close to from the day you're born, simply because your related and were born on the same day. People say twins can connect to each other even if they're not talking, or even close. Well, I think that's a load of rubbish, because I can't connect to my brother. I just know him well because I see him everyday and I've lived with him for my whole life.

I also think it's quite weird to have a twin because you're kinda more than just brother and sister(or brother and brother/sister and sister...shut up) you're kinda friends as well. And I don't think we argue as much as I would with just a brother or just a sister. If you know what I mean. I think if you have a twin you'd understand.

I find I also tell my twin brother things that I probably wouldn't tell just a brother or just a sister. I regret them after. But I still say it. And still says it to me. Yeah.

This is all probably a load of rubbish. And other twins/triplets/quadruplets.... probably don't agree. But it's just how I feel.

Check our lovely pictures from when we were little. :) Aw, I love them.

And this is what my beautiful brother looks like now, for Dondra, Clara, Rohanda and Lex. Haha.

Cici, x

One for the Brits. :)

Basically, I'm on msn to one of my friends back home in England, and we're were talking about 'chavs'. I've been called a 'chav' loads of times, I sort of got used to it. But the thing is people really don't have a clue what they're on about.

Apparently you're a 'chav' if you listen to rap music, wear ugg boots, have your school tie really small, listen to RnB music, wear a baseball cap to it's side, smoke, sit outside mcdonalds, ride your bike everywhere, starts on someone for no reason and wears 'bling'. Well, this all makes me laugh.

Chav simply means; council house and violent, hense the name. Yes, some 'chavs' may listen to rap music, wear ugg boots, smoke, wear a baseball cap etc. But also, people who live somewhere other than a council house may do all of that too.

I just hate the way you get labeled for the type of music you listen to or the clothes you wear. It's just childish. And I know I'm sounding like a Mom(or mum haha) but it's just what I feel, and I know alot of other people feel it too.

Luckily, over here no one's really heard of 'chavs', unless I've told them of course.

Well, thanks for reading my rant. :) Now you can get on with your own lives happily.
Mind the hideous picture...apparently it's chavvy ;)

Cici, x

First One! :)

First blog :)
I did have another blog, but I deleted it because I didn't like the site. It just kinda annoyed me.

So, yeah, I had a half day today and I just got in. And I'd like to be getting ready to go out but I can't because my lovely brother is in the bathroom. Ah, I feel so English again. Oh yeah, I'm originally from England, but I moved to America at the beggining of the year. I'm in Virginia. :)

Today was actually so boring, I had Health Class to start, but two of my friends weren't here, so it's not how it usually is. And I had some annoying rudeboy(for the Londeners ;] haha) annoying me about my accent. Just because it's not like his. Pft. But after that I kind'a got better...
I had Gym, my favourite lesson.

I really need to get changed right now, I'm meant to be going to my best friend's house to sleepover, but I still can't have a shower because my twin brother's in there. Sometimes, I hate being close to my brother. Haha. But yea, I'm meant to be at hers in half an hour. I'll page her.

That's all for now, (:
Cici, x